The woman's shrill voice attracted the attention of others, Du Mei was born well, with ice muscles and snow skin, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, and her body was also slim, like a tall magnolia in the spring breeze.

Every woman in the room was drawn and dressed in silk, delicate, round, coquettish, or beautiful, but they were at once overshadowed by Du Mei, and ashamed to avoid them.

"This is our gentleman who made clothes from Luo Mei Xuan." Ye Dan turned around and took two steps to protect Du Mei.

"Female sir? So small? The women's eyes swept Du Mei up and down, full of questions. They have read countless people, and they have long been comparable to Sun Dasheng's fiery eyes.

"But you're here to make clothes for Light Dance?" A woman in a long pink dress stepped forward and asked.

"Exactly, please let the girl inform her mother, and say that we are here." Ye Dan bowed.

"Mom is in the dance room, I'll lead you over." The woman led the way upstairs with Nana, and Ye Dan accompanied Du Mei to walk behind.

"This fox girl, she is the best at pleasing her!" The spicy woman shook off her veil, ignored the people in the house, and staggered to the door.

At this time, the night is just right, and the benefactor is coming, so it is important to hurry up and attract customers. Seeing her like this, the other women also went out, and the outside of the Chunxiang Pavilion suddenly became lively, and there was a shadow of fragrant temples under the red lantern.

"I don't eat it!" A coquettish reprimand. The glutinous Wu Nong's soft words are better than coquettish in the ears.

"Mom, the gentleman who made clothes for Sister Qingwu is here." The woman in the pink dress knocked on the door and said.

"Squeak." The door opened, revealing a fat face stained with pink and fat.

"Got it, go ahead." The man inside waved his hand impatiently.

"Whoa." The woman threw a wink at Ye Dan, smiled and bowed and retreated, so panicked that Ye Dan hurriedly returned the salute.

"Shopkeeper Ye, come in." The old bustard beckoned to them with their fat hands dyed with bright red Kodan.

"Mom, can you tailor the light dance girl today?" Ye Dan saluted and asked.

Du Mei then came in, looking around this small room, it was not as luxurious as downstairs, there was a guqin on the wall, and there were a few volumes of poetry on the case, but it looked elegant and chic, and the room was burning with a light fragrance, and the smell was like nothing.

"Good daughter, eat papaya white fungus soup while it's hot, don't let Shopkeeper Ye wait for a long time." The chubby bustard turned to coax a woman sitting on her back in front of a dresser.

"I vomited! I can't eat it anymore, Mom. The seated woman turned her face and sneered.

Du Mei saw the true face of this woman at this time, and saw that her black hair was like a cloud and was loosely holding her Chaoyun bun, her sideburns were obliquely inserted with red jade beaded hairpins, her head was moth-eyebrowed, her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, her red lips were as bright as cherries, and her skin was even more blown and broken. It's just that there is a faint melancholy in her eyes, which is particularly touching, and I feel pity.

"It's up to you! Look at your little bit, seeing that the Qixi Festival is approaching, if you can't win Mei Niang, we will drink the northwest wind this year! The old bustard poked the woman's chest with one hand, and raised her slap with the other.

The woman saw that the slap was about to fall, and she didn't know if she was scared or scared, so she didn't know how to dodge, but closed her eyes and shrank her head and waited to be beaten.

"Stop!" Du Mei couldn't stand it and shouted.

"Who are you?" fat

The fat bustard was obviously startled, and she raised her hand and asked.

"You just think she's a little smaller, so why bother beating people." Du Mei walked over, and she caught a glimpse of Light Dance's breasts that were indeed inferior to those women downstairs.

"I'll teach my own daughter, why should you be an outsider to take care of it!" The old bustard rolled his dead fish eyes.

"I have a way to make her glamorous, don't you just want to beat her?" Du Mei rolled his eyes.

"You are a god when you go down to earth, I really spend a lot of money to buy it every day, and I haven't seen any results after making up for more than a month, you say there is a way, there is a way." The old bustard was dismissive and did not believe Du Mei at all.

"My solution is very simple, it will work in three days!" Du Mei smiled mysteriously and sold a pass.

"Plum ......" Ye Dan pulled Du Mei's clothes, this Haikou can't be boasted casually.

"Who the hell are you?" The old bustard looked at Du Mei viciously, although the girl in front of her was beautiful and wearing a beautifully embroidered fitted skirt, but the fabric was only muslin, and she weighed Du Mei in her heart.

"Mom, don't worry, Meizi is Luo Meixuan's clothing maker, she said that she can do it, naturally it is true." At this point, Ye Dan could only stand on Du Mei's side. If you really poke the basket, it's a big deal to find Yan Wangfu to solve it.

"You? How old are you? You can eat more rice, and don't talk nonsense! The bustard looked incredulous.

"What does this have to do with age, but for three days, if you don't feel good, you can choose another high!" Du Mei said confidently. Ye Dan had to look at her helplessly.

"Okay, well, three days will be three days, if you can't do it, you will pay me a hundred taels of silver!" How dare you? The old bustard said slyly.

"It's a deal! But for the past three days, I've been with me for the light dance girl. "Doume made a request.

"What do you want to do?" The old bustard looked surprised.

"Mother, if you want me to win the Oiran, let this be the rule." Qingwu slowly stood up.

"You're not trying to escape, are you?" The old bustard squinted his eyes, looked at Du Mei vigilantly, and then at the light dance.

"Mom, don't worry, this can't be done, I will use Luo Meixuan as a guarantee, and I will definitely send the light dancing girl back in three days." Ye Dan hurriedly stepped forward to persuade.

"If mom doesn't believe it, you can let Xiaotan go with her." Qingwu said lightly.

"Oh, baby daughter, mom is reluctant to let you go, Xiaotan naturally wants to serve you." The old bustard affectionately held the hand of the light dance.

"If the mother really feels sorry for her daughter, the daughter will definitely earn an Oiran for you in the future." Qingwu's eyes were worried, but there was a smile on her face.

"Well, I'll give you three days. If you get the Oiran, our Chunxiang Pavilion will have to revolve around you in the future. The little abacus in the bustard's heart clanged, and she made a net profit and did not lose money, so she simply agreed.

"Then we'll measure the clothes." Du Mei took out a bamboo ruler.

"You're busy, I'll go down and greet the guests." The old bustard picked up the papaya white fungus soup that had been cold, and twisted the fat fart~ and went downstairs.

"The width of the shoulders is one foot, and the length of the sleeves is ......" Qingwu straightened his waist and stood with his hands down, letting Du Mei measure it, while Ye Dan carefully wrote down the numbers on a piece of paper.

"Meizi, can I call you that?" Qingwu glanced at Du Mei.

"Of course you can, everyone calls me that, I see that you are older than me, I will call you Sister Qingwu." Du Mei was talking, but his hands were not idle.

"I'm at home

Her name is Wen Lan. Qingwu lowered her head and said quietly.

"Sister Wenlan, your name is so nice. What fabrics do you like and do you have a favorite color? Du Mei reported the last number, and then asked.

"You come with me." Light Dance bypassed the screen and walked into the inner room.

"Go ahead, I'll keep watch outside." Ye Dan whispered, there was a boudoir inside, and he always had to avoid suspicion, so it was inconvenient to go in.

"Hmm." Du Mei nodded and followed.

"Look, you might use these?" Qingwu lifted a dark blue muslin cloth, revealing all kinds of cloths. All kinds of cotton and linen silk polyester, silk satin silk, smoke Luo Xue silk are all horses, and even there are extremely precious Su embroidery, Shu embroidery, cloud brocade, fragrant cloud yarn, and some other ready-to-wear.

"That's enough, do you have anything you like?" Du Mei looked at the cloth in front of him, it was like entering a cloth village, and this cloth village was full of good goods.

"I don't know, these are all rewarded by those high-rollers who spend a lot of money, and they are all collected by Xiaotan on weekdays, and I have never looked at them carefully." Qingwu shook her head slightly.

"This piece of Suzhou embroidery is excellent, you wear this when you play the piano, it will definitely be amazing." Du Mei checked it, put a Su embroidery embroidered with butterfly peony on Qingwu's body, and looked at it again and again.

"Peony is dignified and generous, and I must choose a good tune for my piano, and I must not fall into the cliché." Qingwu touched the life-like peony flower.

"Xiangyun yarn is a high-quality fabric that has been washed three times, boiled and eighteen dried, this sky blue dark pattern is extremely lined with your skin, giving people a light and elegant beauty, why not make a set of dresses, wear them when the poem responds?" Du Mei chose another piece and put it on Qingwu's body, thinking about it carefully.

"Meizi, although you are younger than me, your eyes are very vicious." Dancing and laughing, his teeth snow-white. This is the first time Du Mei has seen her smile, and it is really a smile.

"Then there's the dress I wear when I dance, which I'm not good at." Du Mei told the truth.

"Dancing in this gold hole, what is important is bewitching and seductive, and it is just a trick to charm men in the final analysis." Dancing with a wry smile.

"I don't know." Du Mei shook his head when he heard the clouds.

"Listen, it's the demon girl dancing at this moment, I'll show you a look." Dance lightly and listen to the sound of drums and strings outside.

Qingwu took Du Mei out of the room, stood on the cloister on the second floor, and looked down at the atrium downstairs, where a red circular stage had been set up, and the spicy woman was dancing enchantingly.

I saw that her eyes were as charming as silk, and she was casually draped in a green gauze skirt, revealing a large piece of snow skin on her chest, most of her lotus arms and white long legs were also exposed, and her willow waist kept twisting with the strings of the drum, like a green snake as soft as a boneless.

There were a lot of men around the stage, most of them were drunk, there was a man holding a wine glass, staggering to the demon girl, raising the wine glass, pouring down, the demon girl raised her head, stretched out her little tongue to catch the wine, however, the chest was still wet with wine, and the beauty on the chest loomed, causing the men to laugh and look straight up.

Du Mei had never seen such extravagance, and her eyes widened in disbelief. When she looked at the demon girl without blinking, in the private room opposite, a man frowned and looked at her.

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